I had Random.org select a page number and it decided on page 130.
Small lizard-like creatures peered from the shadows of false logs and clumps of grass. Salamanders, maybe, or perhaps basilisks? Sylphine had heard the names but wasn’t sure which was which or even if they were remotely alike. Anyway, they were a bit dull and clearly only there to make up the numbers.
I had Random.org select a percentage, and it selected 32%.
The routine was the same each time; they set out to follow the disused trail. It led on for about fifteen minutes before the path started breaking apart and becoming confused by phantom trails. When they reached a patch where the road forked, they would choose one, but no matter which track they pursued, it soon vanished into the jumbled confusion of the woods.
Random.org had to select a page number and it went with page 263.
‘Weddings are always fun,’ Connor smiled after my mum had finished telling him the story about the Indian wedding, she attended when an elephant stepped on the train of her sari dress and almost unravelled it, which would have left her naked in front of everyone.
Since today is 2-8, I decided page 28 would be nice.
I looked at the black clouds outside and at the raindrops running in streaks down the windows.
‘We will have to take umbrellas,’ I said.
‘Ah, yes!’ said Dad, suddenly cheering up. ‘I can use my new, fancy black on with the pointed top!’
‘And I can use my one with the bat ears!’ I said excitedly.